Goldie in Copenhagen
Today is Goldie's 7th day in Copenhagen, the first of which that has been sunny and clear all day. Even yesterday, during our kitesurfing lesson, it rained heavily for about 45 minutes while we waited in the car. It did not, however, dampen the excitement we felt throughout the 6 hours lesson. We never did make it on the board, we spent most of the time working on kite control. Kite control is the key!!
In fact, we tried to pre-emptively master some of the kite control on Friday, but our effort was thwarted. Goldie and I packed the 2 square metre kite and set out for the beach on our bikes. But we met a series of obstacles on our way, including a flat tire in the city and a steep winding downhill in the forest. The latter proved to be insurmountable as Goldie took quite a spill at the bottom. Poor bike, she said, as the blood oozed from the scrapes on her knees, elbows, shoulder, and palms. But other than that, she was quite alright, after some friendly office Danes took pity on us, and after we hopped on train back home to get her patched up. By Saturday she felt good enough to go ahead with the kite surfing lesson, and bravely faced the stinging sea water and the bone chilling Danish wind without complaint. In return, she can now say that she has handled a 9 square metre kite in the water!
After the lesson, which ran past the 6 hour mark by almost an hour, we fanagled a lift to the Spanish restaurant where Kendrick, Virginie, Jamie, and Francesca we waiting for us with some life-giving paella.
At 11pm, Goldie and I dashed home to shower and dress before heading out for some drinks and dancing at Luux. On the way home we got accosted by some German country bumpkins while Kendrick was eating his hot dog, and we finally turned in at 2am.
So as I mentioned, today is Goldie's 7th day, a day of rest. Any other sister-in-laws visiting us in Copenhagen will also be guaranteed a day of rest. ;)
In fact, we tried to pre-emptively master some of the kite control on Friday, but our effort was thwarted. Goldie and I packed the 2 square metre kite and set out for the beach on our bikes. But we met a series of obstacles on our way, including a flat tire in the city and a steep winding downhill in the forest. The latter proved to be insurmountable as Goldie took quite a spill at the bottom. Poor bike, she said, as the blood oozed from the scrapes on her knees, elbows, shoulder, and palms. But other than that, she was quite alright, after some friendly office Danes took pity on us, and after we hopped on train back home to get her patched up. By Saturday she felt good enough to go ahead with the kite surfing lesson, and bravely faced the stinging sea water and the bone chilling Danish wind without complaint. In return, she can now say that she has handled a 9 square metre kite in the water!
After the lesson, which ran past the 6 hour mark by almost an hour, we fanagled a lift to the Spanish restaurant where Kendrick, Virginie, Jamie, and Francesca we waiting for us with some life-giving paella.
At 11pm, Goldie and I dashed home to shower and dress before heading out for some drinks and dancing at Luux. On the way home we got accosted by some German country bumpkins while Kendrick was eating his hot dog, and we finally turned in at 2am.
So as I mentioned, today is Goldie's 7th day, a day of rest. Any other sister-in-laws visiting us in Copenhagen will also be guaranteed a day of rest. ;)
posted by Gina at 1:35 PM
1 Comments:
oh nooo -- does that nasty scrape beat my nasty face splitting cross country skiing spil that happened convieniently weeks before we took my yearbook photo??get better dichi, and hi to the three sisters (and bro) in copenhagen. Have a carby paella for me (sniff)
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